Mute from birth, Aiden Monroe, a young hybrid, had learnt from a young age just how cruel the world could be.

Yet, as means to pay off an old debt, Aiden finds himself trapped in wolf territory. With the Alpha of the Blackwater pack still deciding his fate, he places Aiden's wellbeing in the hands of his emotionally distant nephew, Lincoln Briar. 

At first, Aiden finds himself thinking that Link was just a cold hearted beast, a monster that spoke with such venom that even snakes would bow their head in respect. Yet, the more time that they were forced to spend together, the more Aiden began to realize that there was a tenderness to the beast, a gentleness, though subtle, that he had almost overlooked.

But when the outside threat that had been hanging over the Blackwater pack crept closer, Aiden, with his own life potentially in danger, finds himself thinking that perhaps a beast is only a beast after all.

And his silence, for as loud as it could sometimes be, would never be enough to tame such a beast. Right?

Silence and the Beast

<p>By the time noon rolled around, Aiden was restless. Exhaustion clawed at him, pulling at his eyes until they threatened to close, and his limbs grew heavier with every step. Skipping lunch, something Lettie, the Alpha's love, usually insisted upon, he found himself in the backyard, sketchpad in tow.</p>

<p>Daring the size of a football pitch before the distant trees acted as fences and sealed it off, the wedge of open land to the back of the house had been harvested to perfection. Beautiful murals were engraved into the slabs that built up the patio area. They seemed to tell a story, but even after hours of studying them, Aiden couldn't figure them out. Something about the moon's phases. A flower. Light. A boat. Whatever the message, it was stunning, and his eyes fell to the ground every time he passed.</p>

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